Unspoken Verses

So I am stupid. Stupid as they come. I don't like people either. Cuz the other day, I randomly donated a hundred bucks to these young sardars, who were clearly out to dupe people, and were probably not collecting money for any charity as they claimed. WHY would I do something THAT stupid, that even a new born child in Delhi would probably know better than to do? I have no clue. But what was more annoying was probably, that the second sardar, who saw me being duped that easy, decided to try out his duping skills too. Cuz he started talking about Astrology, and face reading. I'm a cynic of the highest order, and it takes a believer to buy their bullshit. But, anyway, he made all those general statements that apply to practically the entire world's psyche, like "You over think stuff, and get entangled in that. Everything you've gotten so far in the world is your own hard work, not fate. You aim for the everest, and barely make it out your house. You are blunt a...

Baby. Life IS GOOD. You see, the clouds clear away. And come back later. But that's what makes the Sunshine awesomer. Anyhoo, I am here, and I have nothing on my mind. I do have headphones on my head. That's where they're supposed to be na! So latest updates: LIFE-IS-AWESOME-AGAIN dance I was in Delhi for the last week, and obviously, I did my usual LIFE-IS-AWESOME-AGAIN dance. Moreover, I sneaked into the place I'd joined for dance last summer.  And met some of those dance people. That was awesome of course. I got in touch with myself. You know, inner conflict shit getting resolved. Also, Do you watch Scrubs ? Watch it. Its amazing. I am touched by every single episode. That's kinda where I take my life lessons from. It's fairly retarded though. The character I like the most is Dr. Cox. Especially his thing with Jordan too. Anyway, I'm back in Jaipur now. Catch you soon. Lots of cheer to all. PS- I know I haven't done a de...

Recently, I met a couple of my guy friends. The highlight of the meeting, was one of the guys who'd recently started dating a girl, and the big deal was, that it was the dating-your-best friend-life-connect-kinda-deal. You see, most people, who're in a relationship don't realize if its real or not. I mean, to be able to judge, you have to have had experiences, and thus be able to compare. Many people settle for a partner, simply cuz they don't know any better. They don't know how great, truly-great-connect worthy of a relationship really is. And you can't know it, till you have it yourself. Most of the time, most people convince themselves. But with the real deal you don't need to. You just know. No matter what anyone else may think/believe. Truly speaking, its really inexplicable. All you can actually say is, you *know* when it happens. So Guy1 had found the real amazing connect kinda girl. Guy2, was the kind that girls wanted for a friend. And he...

You've seen me nice You've seen my nice But you pushed too hard Now see my vice, Bitch see my knife All covered in ice All ready to come Take away your life My light is white My dark is black Won't make up for the things you lack Bitch no more slack I'm done with that I would've let pass the 8 chances you had But you came back Sayin you love me That we were meant together to be And stupid me cuz I believed In your sweet words And sincerity But look at me Look in my eyes As I put my dagger through your life and your eyes stay shut expecting steel cut And I advance to induce fear Then, just don't care to come any near.

As seen by me.

Right now, I'm sitting in a bus, (Volvo - to be precise) heading away from the city of shining lights. The book I intended to read, lies in my bag, which I had earlier decided to carry as hand baggage, but which now lies along with the other checked in baggage. My oh-so-dear headphones are not with me, as they have gone for repair. When I reach college, I'll probably have to resort to my ipod for music, which is sad, only cuz my ipod headphones are somewhat damaged, and as of now, I'm usin very basic phillips ones, which just don't cut it. Plus the music on the pod is a lil old. But anyway, I'm basically looking at a 5 hour long journey, with no music, no book, no window seat, and pretty much nothin else. *** My train reached at bout 11 pm. We took our luggage, hired a coolie and reached our respective cars. Dad took me on a drive through Delhi. I've always loved late night drives in Delhi. Maybe a lil because the dark hides the dirt. Long stretched roads under...

Delhi is beautiful right now. One thing about Delhi, that I've always loved, are the late night drives. *** So we'd called up an autowallah from the campus, to take 5 people to the railway station. He turned up in a tiny auto which would have just about managed to fit 3 people. Maybe he thought, "[nothing]" when I told him to bring an auto for 5 people to the railway station. So not only does he think "[nothing]" when I ask him for an auto for 5 people to the railway station, he also has the balls to go ahead and support his thoughts, by claiming that 5 people could fit into the auto, had it not been for the luggage. Me: We asked you for an auto for five people, to the railway station. WHY would there be no luggage. Him: I dunno... this auto could fit five people, its just the luggage thats the problem. Me: No, there are just 3 seats there. And WHY would there be no luggage? Him: But the other 2 could adjust on that rail bar over there.. its just the luggag...

Welcome to my fairly-long-pendin formal welcome address. Basically, I had planned to do a nice Venez-à-Delhi formal welcome address, 1st post after the End Kota series(which reminds me, I think all u people's countin must suck cuz no one seems to have brought up the fact that there's no end kota part 2 post there. OR you're convinced that on the planet I hail from, the no. ''2'' rhymed way too much with "foo", n since that isn't a real word, they decided to get rid of 2 too. Plus two words soundin like too/two were way too many twos, right? I wonder if you realise that does not make any sense!? Why would u think stuff like that?) But then (go scroll back up to see the stuff before the bracket)really important n strange stuff happened( the hair cut , and JEE ), and the welcome address got left behind somewhere. Nevertheless, here I am with my welcome address. So Delhi, I suppose was over-the-top excited bout me returning, cuz its welcome was to...

14 th sept 09. So on special request,( sounds so cool na ? Yes. Its still the spade theme. I'm exaggerating a non- chalant suggestion into a special request) I decided to squeeze in a post on Delhi n my stay in it. Now, its not gonna be a nice read, cuz up until this moment (of course, i'm talking bout the moment when i was writing, n not when u are readin this post. Sometimes i wonder if i overstate the obvious? I wonder why I wonder that.) I have had no thoughts on Delhi whatsoever, like except for it bein my home, and an amazin place, and some other thoughts i might have had at various points in my life considering i did live there for pretty long, but u get the point right? I mean there is this guy in my head who keeps pointin out technical flaws in my sentences n i can't even shoot him, cuz hez like in my head. So anyway, I was talkin bout how this wil probably be a sucky post, which wil deter furture special requests ( which brings me to a very importa...